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fling, and reminded her how he had broken her heart once before. Olivia told herself she could handle the lack of commitment and ignored the little voice.
    “I don’t want anyone to know, Cameron,” she stated, “And this is a small town.”
    “We’re in a hotel, Olivia, and I booked a corner suite. Besides, I’ll gag you if you can’t keep your screams of ecstasy down.” Olivia immediately bristled and then laughed. This was the old, teasing Cameron she remembered.
    “One night,” she said.
    Cameron shrugged. “One night with the option to continue tomorrow.”
    “All right.” Why didn’t she feel terrified? Why this sense of anticipation and arousal? “I’ll just go to my room and…” Cameron cut her off. “No, come now. You won’t need anything.” Olivia searched his face and then nodded. She wiped her lips with her napkin and pushed her plate away. She took his proffered hand and let him help her up from the booth and escort her to the elevator.
    She felt the difference in him already. He felt dark and dangerous, full of power, and she felt meek and willing. It was surreal. It was madness.
    They took the elevator to his room in silence, although Cameron didn’t take his eyes off of her. Olivia mentally catalogued her body’s response, and she found herself taking light, frequent breaths as her heart pounded and her blood raced. Her breasts felt heavy and the nipples were so taut that she just knew they were visible through her suit jacket. Her panties were sopping at the crotch, and she wondered 40
     
    if Cameron knew the state she was in. Of course he did. He would know women’s bodies better than she knew her own. That seed of resentment and anger flared, and she set her teeth as they stepped into the hallway. All the years that had passed between them when he could have been with her and she with him. It was his fault and she hated him for it, just as she had done all those years ago.
    “Don’t overthink things, honey.” Cameron thought he read her mind. “Just go with it.”
    Olivia didn’t respond, but allowed him to usher her through the door of the hotel room, noting that he had absolutely no trouble with the key card.
    “Take your clothes off and hang them in the closet,” he ordered.
    Olivia fought the urge to argue and walk out. But she had agreed to this and knew he was establishing control. She understood that much and wanted to see where this went, if it was what she needed.
    She slowly removed each item and carefully put them away as he directed. He watched her like a hawk would watch a mouse, intent and dark. His erection was patently obvious, and she realized it was her that brought him to that state. When she was naked, she stood quietly before him and did her best not to blush with embarrassment, because he truly didn’t make her feel that way. He stared at her with desire and admiration. It gave her a powerful feeling, different than she had ever felt before.
    “Come here.”
    Olivia obligingly approached him, seeing his eyes fasten on her breasts and then shift to look at her sex. For a moment she wished she had waxed there, remembering how bare the women in those pictures looked.
    As if he read her thoughts again, Cameron said, “I want to shave your pussy, Olivia. I want to see all of you and have you feel everything.”
     
     
     
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    It surprised her that he would ask, and so she hesitated. His face clouded, and she wondered if he regretted implying that she had a choice or if she should have immediately agreed.
    “All right,” she said quickly and wondered at her need to please him yet was content when his face cleared and he offered his hand.
    She took his outstretched hand and followed him into the bathroom where he lifted her and sat her on the counter. She marveled at his control, for even in her limited experience, she knew, could feel, how badly he wanted to have sex with her, sooner than later. The counter was cool beneath her buttocks and she shifted.